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Fang Xing was about to fight with a martial artist from the first day realm of Tongshen, he waved his hand back with some solemnity, sending the two sisters behind him away, and the six clan elders also dispersed, leaving a vast open space in the middle.

Fang Zizheng called Fang Liang over again, and whispered a few words in his ear. Fang Xing was far away, and he couldn't hear what they were talking about. When he looked again, Fang Liang had already walked over slowly, looking at him from a distance of more than ten zhang.

Right now, this family guard leader is at the beginning of the first day of the Tongshen, which is the realm of the Qi Hai Dancheng. As a dignified martial artist of the fourth heaven of qi refining, Fang Xing could still sense the surging aura from his body.

Fang Xing habitually squinted his eyes and looked over, and he saw that there was an aura called "master" around the sturdy man with a beard.

If only from the realm of cultivation, the bearded man on the opposite side has already reached the realm of the first day of channeling. In this world, he already belonged to a heroic party that was unique among all in ten thousand, and Fang Xingcai was just a True Spirit Qi Refiner of the Third Day of True Spirit. The gap between the realm of the gods and the realm of the true spirit is so big that it can be described as the difference between fireflies and glow.

But even so, when Fang Liang saw the handsome young man in front of him, his palms were a little sweaty. This was not only because of the words that everyone had commanded him just now, but also because Fang Xing had put a lot of pressure on him—it was really great.

Don't look at Fang Liang's beard, full of the image of a reckless martial artist. But he, a rough man, has his own innate intuition when looking at people. In the past, he had seen Fang Xing from afar. At that time, Fang Xing was a white-faced scholar, seemingly approachable, but there was a strange atmosphere in his words and expression.

Although Fang Liang didn't know what the strange feeling came from, his intuition told him that this white and pure scholar was a very difficult person to get along with. And his colleagues also told him: This Fang Xing has a squeamish personality and is quite a bit of a gloomy owl.

However, when he looked at this person again today, the other party was already a gentle and elegant gentleman like jade, and the kind of scholarly qi and the confidence that came from the heart after refining qi cultivation were all in the inner Chinese of adults, and it also reflected the handsome appearance of this young man, and the instrument was magnificent-Fang Xing in the past definitely did not have the outstanding temperament he has now.

If it weren't for Fang Liang who had just seen Fang Xing's appearance from a hippie smiling face, turning over in a blink of an eye and transforming into a ruthless man who destroyed flowers with hot hands, he might still be wondering: Where did this young man who looked the same as Fang Xing come from?

Now, the softer the white-faced scholar in front of him smiled, the more ruthless he was when he changed his face. Fang Liang couldn't help but muttered to himself in his heart: "Even though he seems to have been reborn and become a master, his yin owl back then is still there!" If I don't do what everyone says, I will disobey orders, and I will be guilty of death. But if I really did everything I did as everyone said, hurt him, and offended this little lord who turned his face when he said it, then how miserable will my life be in the future? ”

Generally speaking, when subordinates like them compete with the lord, most of them are feeding tricks; No matter how poor the lord's cultivation is, the subordinates who fight with him must accept it; No matter how many times the lord narrowly loses, his subordinates will always be just close to defeating the lord.

But things have changed. On the one hand, it is the capital crime of disobeying the lord, and on the other hand, it is the life of offending the little lord, Fang Liang is really in a dilemma! Thinking of this, this family leader who had slaughtered 700 people and had always been iron-blooded couldn't help but have a headache, and he didn't know how to make a choice for a while.

At this time, the gentle young man on the other side suddenly made eye contact with him. Glancing at the long and narrow eyes with upturned tail horns, Fang Liang suddenly felt a cool breath rushing from the tail vertebrae to the door of his head - this Fang family guard commander who had been fighting outside all year round suddenly had the illusion of being targeted by a fierce beast.

Fortunately, the light of the eyes was only swept away, and the illusion quickly disappeared. This young and handsome son of the family just glanced at Fang Liang, and the sharp edge that was exposed just now had already been fully reined. Fang Xing seemed to be a squad tiger hiding his fangs.

Looking at the young man who had once again recovered into a harmless little white rabbit appearance of humans and animals, Fang Liang's conscience sank, and at this time, Fang knew that it was not a bad thing for everyone to order him to go all out. The refiner sees the end to know the end, and sees a leaf falling and knows the autumn solstice. Although Fang Xing on the opposite side only glanced at him, Fang Liang, who had been killed for a long time, knew that the sharp-eyed young man on the opposite side really needed him to make a move with all his strength in order to win!

At this thought, this bearded Fang family guard commander was full of fighting spirit.

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Fang Xing didn't know that the martial artist who looked like a straw bag on the other side would have so many thoughts in his heart. I don't even know that in the other party's heart, he is already a yin owl who turns his face when he says it.

He likes to laugh, but it's just a habit that has been cultivated in more than 100 years of confinement. The bright smile on his face did not affect what he was thinking in his heart - from this point of view, Fang Xing might really have a little potential as a yin owl character.

Right now, this young man said to Xun Nan in his heart with a faint smile on his face: "I want to defeat Fang Liang with one move!" Completely establish my authority in front of the Fang family and these subordinates! What can I do if my sister has a good idea? Let me win unexpectedly and seem calm? When he asked, he exposed his lack of experience.

Fang Xing had already killed the incarnation of the Blood Massacre Giant Murderer before, and captured Liang Mengzi in close combat. Both of these people were in the cultivation realm on the first day of the gods, and it can be said that he fought with the martial artist many times. However, in these two battles, Fang Xing used his sharp attacks, and when the opponent was careless, he suddenly made a move, taking the opponent by surprise. Then he was beaten by him with a fierce offensive and continuous sharp sword qi, and finally lost.

It was the first time he had a face-to-face duel with a martial artist. Now, the bearded man on the other side, the energy all over his body was running, and his breath was about to burst - it was obviously his previous fight with Liang Mengzi that aroused the other party's vigilance. Fang Xing's attack methods were relatively simple, and he didn't understand the countermeasures of the masters of the Psychic Realm, so he came to consult his eldest sister who was the Ancient True Emperor.

Xun Nan said: "You haven't learned the fighting skills of fighting before, and it's too late to learn them now." It's better to be like a tiger pounces on a rabbit, this man is just the realm of Qi Hai Dancheng, and he has not yet cultivated into the magic power of a demonic qi divine soldier. Even if you don't use the Purple Green Saint Virtue Sword Qi, your Purple Mang Thunder and Lightning Strength alone is more than several times more powerful than his attack methods. No matter how many ways he attacks, you can fight back with ten times as much force. There is a essence in the "Innate Tiger Fu Zhenwen Jing" that you have studied, and you can follow one or two. ”

Hearing this, a touch of purple gold flashed in Fang Xing's eyes. Hearing Xun Nan's guidance, from this moment on, his heart began to ignite with surging fighting intent.

At this time, Fang Zizheng waved his sleeves and signaled that he could start the fight.

Fang Liang, who was more than ten zhang away from Fang Xing, immediately had a straight face, and jumped up quickly, with the vibration of the earth, countless sharp flame-like energy was emitted by him out of thin air, like a volley of flame knives.

And Fang Xing, who was smiling, also suddenly showed a cold light, and at the same time, the purple thunder and lightning energy on his body also reached the peak of rapid speed in the shortest possible time, and the surging power on his body also rose to the peak in an instant

Although Fang Liang came quickly, Fang Xing was faster than him! Without any other movements, Fang Xing just stood in place, and when he opened his mouth, a purple thunderbolt like a dragon soared into the air.

Flame and purple mang, the two energies collided, and a thousand waves collided. Every missed aftermath can shake the ground of the white clouds, and the aftermath of this battle alone is enough to kill.

Fang Liang's hands kept emitting scorching energy, he knew that Fang Xing had just stepped into the Great Dao of Qi refining, and he was fortunate that he had an innate inheritance, and his strength was his strength. However, the art of fighting can only be obtained through long-term and unremitting hard work and fighting—obviously, this young man knows nothing about it. Therefore, he jumped in the air, trying to get close to Fang Xing and win with his fighting technique.

However, Fang Xing got Xun Nan's guidance, so why was he afraid of his approach? I saw that Fang Xing kicked his legs at the moment when Fang Liang was about to land, bringing up an afterimage, and jumped directly to it. The speed had reached the limit that Fang Liang could observe with the naked eye.

In an instant, he turned from a little white rabbit that has always been harmless to humans and animals to a hungry tiger who has been angry and devouring people!

There are no tricks in this trend, there is just an indomitable momentum. Fang Xing didn't care how delicate and subtle Fang Liang's moves were, he was like a running rhinoceros at the moment, burying his head in a wild run, directly crashing into Fang Liang head-on.

Fang Liang was taken aback, he didn't expect that the little lord, who usually looked like a scholar, would be so domineering in a fight. He hurriedly stretched out his hands from his robe, and with strong force, he wanted to press on the little lord in front of him who suddenly changed his face. However, in the face of Fang Xing's purple mang's thunder and lightning surprise's top skills, it was difficult for his hands to play the slightest role.

At this moment, Fang Xing, who was coming head-on, was like an eagle swooping down in the high sky to catch its prey, coming quickly; It is like a tiger shark swimming freely in the stormy waves, and it is easy to swim under heavy energy; It is like an angry tiger that suddenly pounces out of the dense forest, and the momentum is extremely fierce!

Fang Xing's hand with a purple furious aura had already gently pressed on Fang Liang's arm at that moment. The purple energy in his palm exploded instantly, and it suddenly suppressed Fang Liang's running power. Then, the energy suddenly swallowed!

Before Fang Liang could react, the fierce energy had already blasted his body. The Guardian Commander hurriedly urged his strength to resist, but the incomparably sharp purple mang's thunder and lightning energy had already surged up violently and rudely with the power of stinging. It's like a hungry tiger that is hungry and thirsty, and it swallows the fat in front of it fiercely.

Fang Xing's energy was running at such a speed that he could slam his body out before Fang Liang had time to exercise.

In just an instant, the bearded guard commander was shocked into the air.